Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Major Powers Gather

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Major Powers Gather



"No need," John said, glancing at the players trailing behind. He even recognized a few familiar faces, like Aron.

He didn't consider these people a threat at all.

Ritchie establishing a city? These players could serve as free advertising.

In the forest, monsters occasionally appeared, attacking the players.

John's formidable strength was evident as no monster could withstand his magic attacks.

The soldiers behind him were astonished, whispering among themselves, speculating about John's identity.

"Who is this freak?"

"You don't know? He's the top-ranked Godslayer, the Wrath of the Gods Mage!"

"He's Godslayer?"

The crowd buzzed with excitement, their curiosity about John growing.

"Why does the captain call him boss? Is he more powerful than the captain?"

Several of Ritchie's admirers eyed John with suspicion.

One spoke up, "I heard that when Gaia established Imperial City, it was our captain and Godslayer who destroyed it together."

"How could the two of them manage that? Isn't it said online that the captain led the Flame Legion and took advantage of the situation to destroy Imperial City?"

"Idiot, we're the Flame Legion. Were you even part of that operation?"

"Shh, keep it down. Godslayer is looking this way."

"Hey, do you think we can get Godslayer's autograph?"

...

John was bemused by the chatter behind him, doubting these were the elite soldiers Ritchie had described.

He forged ahead, quickly arriving at The Land of Darkness.

A dark-themed city stood tall.

Ritchie, astonished, exclaimed, "Boss, you've already established a city?"

John didn't elaborate and entered the city.

Inside, there were no monsters.

This was demon race territory, and though John had eradicated the demons, their fearsome reputation remained, deterring any monsters from approaching.

"You'll guard this area," Ritchie instructed his troops. "No players allowed. Anyone who tries to force their way in, kill them without mercy." After issuing his orders, he followed John into the city.

In the city square, John emptied the 2nd-tier equipment he had collected over the days. Slash...

The clinking sound of metal echoed as a small mountain of gear formed.

Thank goodness John had a Storage Ring; otherwise, he couldn't have carried so much.

Ritchie was stunned, asking, "Boss, did you rob some city?"

John replied coolly, "I'll sell these to you at a 20% discount."

"Deal!" Ritchie's eyes sparkled with excitement as he agreed without hesitation.

Most of the equipment was top-quality 2nd-tier gear.

Since most players were around level 20 and hadn't yet reached the 2nd tier, these items would be highly sought after.

Once the Flame Legion soldiers upgraded their gear, Ritchie could make a significant profit from reselling the old equipment.

John continued, "There are also a lot of enhancement stones, embedded gems, and other materials in the warehouse here. You can take care of them."

"No problem," Ritchie replied, his eyes glued to the pile of equipment with a constant smile on his face.

This equipment was enough to arm over four thousand soldiers, significantly boosting the strength of their legion.

However, even with this gear, relying solely on their current strength to withstand the monster tide wasn't realistic.

Ritchie's greatest reliance was on those beasts.

After distributing the equipment, everyone continued their tasks.

Reinforcing the walls, setting traps, digging moats-doing everything possible to impede the monster tide's attack.

recognized him. He knew the military's capabilities.

Ritchie clasped his fists in gratitude. "Thank you, Young Master Li, for your assistance. I,

Ritchie, won't forget this favor."

Armstrong waved it off. "No problem, I'm helping my brother-in-law."

He winked at John.

He felt a bit exasperated by Armstrong's bluntness.

Ritchie didn't mind, but he noticed something. "Why are all your people melee fighters?"

John observed too. These three thousand Ancient Martial Arts disciples were all warriors, knights, or assassins-pure melee fighters.

For this monster tide defense, players weren't the main force. Most were ranged attackers

positioned on the walls to minimize casualties.

Facing third-tier monsters with second-tier strength was almost suicidal.

Ritchie's father's reinforcements were all ranged fighters.

Armstrong shrugged. "Don't worry, our Ancient Martial Arts disciples aren't afraid of dying."

Ritchie frowned, sensing a slight against his own soldiers' courage.

"Alright, let's head to the walls and formulate our strategy," John interrupted, leading the

way to the city walls.

Sini held onto Tracy, following closely behind John.

The task of formulating the battle strategy was left to Ritchie and Armstrong.

John connected with Death Land and summoned Anna and the others.

Buzz!

With a flash of light, over six hundred powerful elves and two beasts appeared, startling

everyone.

One was the black dragon Avis, and the other was a pure white flood dragon.

John had learned that it was Princess Ada's pet, named Judy.

"Benefactor!" Anna smiled as she approached John, with Black Turtle following behind her.

The old man had a bruised face, clearly beaten, likely by Judy.

With these two seventh-tier powerhouses, John felt more confident about resisting the

monster tide.

"So familiar... This is Skyline Continent! Haha, I'm finally back..." Ada took a deep breath and

laughed maniacally, causing the surrounding soldiers to step back and glance at her

frequently.

Ritchie frowned, moving closer to John and whispering, "Boss, who is this woman?"

"A lunatic, just ignore her," John replied, regretting having let her out.

Ada, overhearing John's words, looked displeased. She raised her head arrogantly and said,

"Your name is Godslayer, right? Are these soldiers you gathered for me?"

"Sort of," John said through gritted teeth, feeling annoyed.

Initially reluctant to subdue this princess, he now wanted to humiliate this haughty woman

using a man's methods to completely conquer her.

But with Judy watching intently, he dared not act rashly.

"Old man," John whispered to Black Turtle, "can you handle this? Can you help me take down

this woman?"

Black Turtle looked embarrassed, glancing at Judy. "Kid, it's tricky. Judy's strength is also

increasing. But I have some tricks. Help me find some herbs, and I can poison them!" John looked at him with disdain. This old man was so shameless, resorting to such underhanded methods when he couldn't win in a fight.